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Backstory:

Jamie Marie and I wrote this song. Jamie came up with the title and it all fell into place.                                                                                         

Lyrics:

                                                  
Dust off your boots   
© 2005 John Wesley Coutts and Jamie Marie 

Bills are piling up on the kitchen table
It’s like the mailman brings one more every day
You know I’d like to pay them all if I was able
But the boss ain’t gonna raise my pay

Lets not let our troubles get us down
Why worry about things we can’t control
Lets blow our last few bucks on a night on the town 
And the bills will still be there when we get home

Chorus
Dust off your boots and lets go dancing
Let down your hair like you did when we first met
Kick up your heels on a sawdust floor
And I’ll lead you in an old two-step
We can sit and watch when they line dance
They might still do one or two we know
It’s been so long since we had some fun
And who the next time we’ll get back for more


Remember back when we first started dating
We went dancing almost every night
No money worries to keep us waiting
And we’d walk home hand in hand in the moonlight

Now we’re married with a mortgage
Next spring maybe a baby on the way
Then who knows when we’ll get out again
So come on out and we’ll dance our cares away

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